I am Lapland’s rat!

There are some things that only Rat and Rat like to do, and only Rat and Rat are good at doing!

On the wide metal platform, Awang next to Wu Xian loudly told the rats what they were going to do next for the 11th time:

"Compatriots, all compatriots, follow me!"

"Me, and Brother Yin, the two of us will take you to dinner!"

"There is a place where we can feed all the compatriots of our tribe!"

Chapter 164 The rats are unstoppable!

On the west side of the West District is the interface with Onnuoer, and on the north and south sides of the interface, there are processing plants one after another on the land near the high wall on the edge of the mobile city.

This is the industrial area of ​​Onnor.The geographical advantage of being close to the port land allows the products produced by these factories to be smoothly transported out of Onnuoer even if the Onnuoer land parcels are separated from each other for some reasons, ensuring the smooth flow of funds and logistics.

In the darkness, the lights of a medium-sized factory covering an area of ​​about three hectares have been extinguished.

The last worker walked out of the factory wearing a cotton coat, said hello to the guard at the security post on the side of the gate, and walked straight away on the sidewalk, which was a mixture of light and dark under one street lamp after another.

The security room is the only room in the huge factory that still has incandescent lights on. The doorman is a middle-aged Luper who looks to be in his 40s. The left sleeve of his black security uniform is empty. This is what he served for Samuel in his early years. A disability left behind when the family was on the front line.

Idle time is also idle. The core members saw that he worked hard and had great achievements, so they gave him a sinecure job.

The doorman in the security room leaned on the black reclining chair, looked back at the direction where the workers had left, and found that the street outside had become quiet.

The roads in the factory area are like this. They become deserted at night, and even flying beasts dare to cross the streets.

The gray-haired Luper man had been working as a janitor here for five years.

The guards at a food processing factory are no more dangerous than those in casinos. They don't want to fight anyway, and it doesn't matter if they have less arms.

Standing up with one arm supporting his body, Uncle Luper cheered up, stretched his muscles, and picked up the flashlight on the table with his hand.

Then, he pushed open the door of the security room, entered the factory area, and walked toward the largest factory building with a flashlight.

This is his daily routine.

While casually shining the flashlight on the ground and narrow corners of the walls, the Luper muttered:

"It seems that we rarely see mole beasts these days."

The factory he was working in was a food processing factory that mainly produced chocolate snacks for a well-known Colombian brand.

Although in order to prevent mosquitoes, both the processing workshop and the warehouse have used various means to ensure that the space is clean and airtight, but for some reason, they can always find snacks and crumbs in the workers' rest areas and in the corners of the factory. Packaging box.

Even though the flying beast can't enter the factory, it can still eat snacks and scraps outside and beat the teeth.

However, what was different from before was that the security uncle did not see any trace of the flying beast outside the factory today.

Uncle Luper was quite disappointed when he used his flashlight to scan a few herbs that were struggling to squeeze out of the cracks in the corner of the wall.

Usually at night, he likes to use the light of a flashlight to look for the mole beast, then kick away the stones under his feet and shoot at the mole beast, because this gives him the pleasure of an FPS game.

——Although he doesn’t know what FPS is, this kind of game that can exercise his leg muscles is undoubtedly a change from the boring security guard job.

"There really are no mole beasts." The uncle holding the flashlight in his right hand muttered and kicked a stone away from his feet.

After losing his left hand, he could only practice his leg strength.

"I heard from those wolf cubs that they are busy killing the mole beasts recently? Is it because of this that the mole beasts don't dare to come out?"

"Is the current family so down-to-earth?"

It seemed like he was getting old after all.

The uncle who walked to the front of the warehouse sighed.

At this time, he suddenly heard a familiar thin rustling sound, his ears twitched slightly, and he felt happy.

There is an appointment not to come for the night and a half, idle knocking on the chess pieces and falling lights.

At this time, Uncle Luper was like the poet waiting for his old friend who heard a familiar knock on the door. He turned on the flashlight and quickly moved the aperture to the place where the sound came from-

In the bright light, the warehouse door was empty.

"...?"

But the thin rustling sound is still ringing, and it is getting louder, denser, and higher in frequency.

Uncle Luper's raised right foot froze in mid-air. The look on his face was first confused, then surprised, and finally panicked.

He remembered that goods worth hundreds of thousands of liras were stored here!

They are all snacks produced by workers who have worked overtime this month!

Before Uncle Luper could hesitate to put his legs down, a "bang" sound suddenly came from the stainless steel door of the warehouse. This was the sound of something hitting the door from inside!

boom!

boom!

Visible to the naked eye, a concave mark was made at the bottom of the door. Then the concave mark expanded rapidly. Finally, a pink claw broke through the stainless steel plate. Pulling down hard, the stainless steel door was torn open into a huge gap. gap!

Then, a sturdy black flying beast that was as big as a human head jumped out first, followed by a gray current.

It was a river gathered by countless mole beasts. They followed the black mole beast in front of them and jumped out of the gap. There were too many mole beasts pouring out at one time, and the gap even changed due to the Their bodies are squeezed and become wider and larger.

No, as more and more mole beasts emerge, the word "river" has become a little narrower.

The bright flashlight aperture is not enough to illuminate the entire group of mole beasts. This is the ocean!

The sea of ​​mole beasts!

On their bodies and in their mouths were packages of familiar snack packages. Uncle Luper stared blankly at the scene, unable to even recognize their shape and appearance.

Which human being is lucky enough to have seen such a scene?

Uncle Luper is also the master of killing many flying beasts. Although he is older and does not believe in ghosts and gods, he couldn't help but feel chills all over when he saw this scene. He thought he was in a dream!

What can an average person do in this situation?

Ordinary people can't do anything!

The uncle could only watch blankly.

And in the next moment, a claw directly hit his face at an invisible speed.

thump.

Uncle Luper fell to the ground.

He just wanted to find a friend to play with, but tens of thousands of friends came to play with him.

"Ha!"

"Squeak!"

"Ha!"

The mole beasts crawled and sniffed on the unconscious Uncle Luper's body. A silver-gray mole beast jumped on Uncle Luper's body while shouting, driving the rat and rat compatriots to follow Awang in front.

After stretching out his claws to pull out a flying beast that was trying to get into the uncle's collar, Wu Xian checked the uncle's breathing to confirm that the poor guy was still alive.

"I feel very immersive, Rat Tide. I hope you won't have nightmares in the future."

Wu Xian shook his beard and observed a second of silence for this uncle.

This uncle was the first living person they met tonight.Seeing that he was not a member of the family, Wu Xian asked Awang to spare his life.

Wu Xian looked behind him. Awang was responsible for opening the way, and he was responsible for the rear.

The rats behind them are carrying chocolate bars. Soon they will be able to empty the warehouse, return to the underground world along the nearby sewers, and then set off again to the next place!

Chapter 165 The rats sang loudly all the way!

"Why would this happen again?!"

This is a club located in the middle of the West District, in an office on the top floor.

A man in a black suit and coat hung up the phone, then looked at the other person in the room, a bit dumbfounded.

"What the hell, is this happening again?"

There is no way, this is an unheard of and unseen event!

Just two hours ago, a factory manager reported on Samuel's intercom that several tons of his food inventory had been emptied by the flying beasts.

It's not about eating up, it's about emptying out.

At that time, the film man thought it was a clumsy lie by the manager, a magical operation to cover up the fact that he had enriched himself with a joke in order to get a lighter sentence.

While I was telling jokes with my companions, another phone call came.

Also owned by Samuel, a food specialty store in the east part of the West End was looted by flying beasts.

Then things went downhill.

After the factory is the restaurant.

Next, it progresses to Samuel's well-hidden stronghold and safe house.

Some family members even reported that they and their companions stood up to fight against the tide of mole beasts. Although they killed countless enemies, they were still defeated and had to make a strategic retreat!

Are you sure you're not telling a joke? !

"..."

The other person in the room was sitting on the couch, a grim-looking Elafia.

After hearing what the Philin man said, he sighed and said:

"Obviously, this is the Rook's revenge."

The Philling man's face twitched: "Vincent, why don't you analyze the possibility that a certain Saluzzo magician controlled the entire West District rat pack to carry out a terrorist attack on us."

It's really hard for people in the Philippines to accept this fact.

On this night, before it was over, the Mouse Beast had caused millions of lire losses to their Samuel!

Just because Samuel killed just, uh, tens of thousands of mole beasts?

The young Elafia man named Vincent was silent for a while and said:

"You are right, but the purpose of us launching the Destroyer is to find an opportunity to clean up those guys in our family."

"Logically speaking, this matter is at least not directly related to Saluzzo, Violet."

Violet's eyelids twitched: "You'd better not talk about this. Didn't the last two diehards die the day before yesterday? I'm afraid I won't be able to forget this when the young master of Bellonne comes. thing."

Vincent said: "Okay."

"So, what the hell is going on?"

In the luxurious office, Violet walked around, scratching her head and head, thinking about it, but she couldn't figure out where so many flying beasts came from, and how they accurately found their Samuel's property, without committing any crimes against civilians. .

"You'd better not think about it."

Vincent sighed and said.

He raised his head and looked out the window. The view on the fifth floor was very good, and he could have an overview of the night views of several blocks with flickering lights.

Violet: "Huh?"

He then looked towards the window, and then Violet realized that Vincent was not focusing on the night scene outside the window, but was staring closely at the bottom of the window frame.

There is a pair of claws there.

Two pairs of claws.

So many pairs of paws.

Violet: "What the fuck?!?"

……

Five minutes later, Wu Xian stepped on the bodies of Violet and Vincent, watching the pool of blood on the ground being stepped on by pairs of claws.

More flying beasts crawled in from under the window, passed through Wu Xian's manager's office, and rushed into the corridor like streams.

From below came the exclamations and screams of men and women.

After tasting the consequences of being separated several times and seeing what happened to the rats that separated from the team when encountering humans, the group of rats, which had now shrunk a bit, was already listening to Awang and Wu Xian.

This shows that the action route designed by Wu Xian is very good. The difficulty curve of easy first and then difficult has successfully allowed the command level of the rats to increase.